My Sweet Kiss
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She laughs
at my jokes,
She’s shy, she’s
bold,
But a sight
to behold,
She twirls
her hair,
While she’s
standing there,
I smile at
her and take her hand,
I want her
to understand,
That I want
to know
As much as I can,
About her,
She fascinates
me,
Though I want
and need her now,
I’ll wait
somehow,
Until she
discovers ,
She needs me
too,
She leans
against me,
Creating
sparks,
Gently I
draw her near,
And whisper
so only she can hear,
“You’re irresistible,”
And with one
slow kiss,
Tantalizing,
teasing, wonderful kiss,
We’re both
on fire,
The flames
burning higher,
“We need to
talk,
So let’s go
for a walk,”
We stop
after awhile,
And look at
the stars,
I point at
one afar,
“That one is
like,
The sparkle
in your eyes,”
“I’m cold,”
she says,
And snuggles
against me,
Seeking warmth
but finding flame,
But for her
it is the same,
Her lips
seek mine,
And I oblige
without wasting time,
Each kiss is
sweeter and takes its toll,
I want to be
a gentleman,
But I’m
losing control,
I don’t know
just what I expect,
But I want
to show her some respect,
“Tomorrow I
want to see you again,
I want you
to be more than a friend,
Tell me
tomorrow if you want me too,
Your dreams
will tell you if it’s true,”
She is quiet
on the way,
Surprised by
what I had to say,
I walk her
to her door and give her a quick kiss,
“Every night
I want it special like this,”
I’m restless
and I don’t sleep well,
Hoping that
love will show and tell,
I think she
might call,
But my cell
is silent ,
There’s
nothing at all,
I’m
heartbroken that it’s come to this,
For I was
addicted at the very first kiss,
A noise
startles me,
It is so
loud,
I push back
the curtains,
And see a
crowd,
x’s and o’s
in ribbons are there,
With yes, yes,
yes, everywhere,
She stands
quietly off to one side,
Waiting for
me to come outside,
Without
thinking, to her I race,
Twirl her
around and then embrace,
The crowd
gathered gives out a cheer,
“Hooray for
love! Love is dear!”
She is
smiling,
Her face
aglow,
“You forgot
to get dressed,
Or didn’t
you know?”
I’ll have to
admit I am embarrassed today,
And I’ll
remember it forever,
No matter
what I say,
But more
important to me is this,
She wants
me,
And my sweet
kiss.
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I’ll Love My Neighbor, My Community, and My World
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I’ll Love My Neighbor, My Community, and My World
When I was a child I felt secure in my mother’s arms,
I didn’t worry whether she would keep me from harm,
My world was limited because my vision was small,
But my understanding of relationships grew tall,
My nights were filled with moonlight and dreams,
Dreams of people who were part of a living stream,
Thus I began my quest to learn who they were,
And find where I would fit within this endless blur,
The search to belong became my secret song,
I wanted real relationships with the bonds strong,
Real questions that had meaning I wanted to ask,
To know my neighbors, was that too big of a task?
I wanted to exchange truth, not cause anyone strife,
Not to tell me they’re okay, then take their own life,
I wanted a community that found common ground,
Where people of all kinds were happy to be found,
My house would be open to all who passed through,
Not just for old friends, but even the new,
Failures of yesterday would become foundations for today,
Each mistake used to motivate to find a better way,
Relationships building up each other, with mercy and respect,
The rewards would keep returning, more than I expect,
I love my neighbors, my community, and my world too,
I would like to start somewhere, so what can I do?
No one was meant to be alone, whatever may befall,
You’re invited to my house, whether you’re different or not at all,
I’ll do what I can to share my life and maybe so will you,
We’ll build bridges across our differences and see what will ensue,
For all the world to see, our friendship would be on display,
If it’s all the same to you, there’s no reason to delay,
I’ll care for my neighbor like myself, compassionate and loving too,
I’ll seek good whenever I can, and that’s all I’ll ask of you.
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Your Words Are Treasures
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It’s time to clear your mind of clutter,
Of harmful words that you might utter,
Clear the slate of words that sting,
Think of terms that love might bring,
When the air is filled with words of praise,
They warm the nights and soften the days,
Those words build relationships deep,
Forging bonds that your heart will keep,
A base composed of appreciation and trust,
With treasures that won’t break or rust,
Positive words will increase self-worth,
There is a shortage of those on earth,
Those sweet words that build self-esteem,
Are given to you when angels dream,
Your body language and tone of voice,
Can strike fear or give cause to rejoice,
Show mercy to others as given to you,
What goes around, comes around, you know that too,
Let terms of endearment sweeten your tongue,
Let your kindness be legendary, your praises sung,
If respect is given to both young and old,
Your hair might turn silver, but your heart will stay gold,
Encourage others to search for a star,
Give them a boost if they can’t reach that far,
And let them know your heart, tell them you care,
You’ll love them forever, and always be there.
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Let Your Dreams Soar
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If you’ve been looking back at people you’ve known,
Wishing you’d been kinder, with more respect shown,
They led you up roads where challenges were steep,
Through pages of history where knowledge was deep,
Through languages, art, calculations and more,
They taught you learning is lifelong, and easy to store,
What? You think education was nothing but a one way track?
Then you’ve set limits on yourself, what’s holding you back?
You’ve been wasting your time seeing only with your eyes,
For knowledge is from experiences gained whatever you try,
Seeing well and listening well are taught right from the start,
But true learning occurs with visions straight from the heart,
You may have broken dreams that you still need to mend,
Let all your cherished hatreds go, and love others to the end,
Try doing the impossible tasks you once set out to explore,
Don’t let anything hold you down, let your dreams soar,
Don’t look for Easy Street to help you go the distance,
The Path of Most Resistance will give you your best chance,
For sacrifices and challenges stir up the will to fight,
With each barrier you take away, dreams are released to flight,
Don’t look behind at each precipice you have crossed,
Keep focused on the goal ahead, don’t let your vision get lost,
And those leaders and teachers, prophets, parents and more,
Paved the way with their sweat and tears and opened the door,
So salute those who have expanded your worlds to explore,
Don’t let anything hold you back, let your dreams soar,
For the world is waiting for you to set a new trend,
You’re unique, talented, and educated, it’s time to begin.
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My Son, Listen to My Words of Wisdom
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My son, there are a few things you ought to know,
First off, don’t eat the yellow snow,
When a girl tells you she likes you as a friend,
She means, adios, goodbye, the end,
The tongue has the power of life and death,
Say something nice, or save your breath,
When you think you know something, speak out,
Listen and look wise, when in doubt,
Son, life has no easy answers on how to be smart,
Being always observant is quite an art,
If you look at the friends who surround you,
Your own character comes into view,
When people are angry, listen to what they say,
For what they believe is true will come your way,
Now for the things that can make you better,
Hold these truths close right to the letter,
If you hold anger inside and don’t turn it loose,
It won’t be long before you stew in your own juice,
In colloquial terms, you have to dig,
If you stir a stink, it only gets big,
If you’re knee high in clover you’re doing well,
You’ve hit pay dirt as time will tell,
If you’ve got it made in the shade,
You have no worries, your fortune is made,
The best things in life are not gold or shiny rings,
Love, respect, and honor, are what happiness brings,
Be a person of action, be a person of thought,
Keep out of trouble and do what you ought,
You are wise when you know others and what they say or do,
You are wiser yet, when you really understand you,
My son, I’ll tell you a secret, don’t ever get old,
It’s only for the tough, the simple, and those who are bold,
Now for the real things you asked me about,
The differences between sexes that you have doubts,
If you think you understand women you’re in danger,
The simple truth? Men are strange, women are stranger,
Know that women think differently than a man,
You’ll always be wrong if you don’t understand,
If you ever think you’re perfect, it’s time for a wife,
She’ll love you and correct you the rest of your life,
Men want women to stay the same always,
Women want men to be different every day,
Women can’t keep secrets, you should know that,
If you have a secret to keep, keep it under your hat,
Love builds bridges across unchartered lands,
Everyone is richer, no matter which side you stand,
Love can be magical when your heart it does claim,
Love also can be an illusion that you’ll never tame,
Love takes normal things and dims the light,
You won’t see faults and everything looks right,
A beautiful woman? If you wish to be wise too,
A beautiful woman is the one who loves you,
The best thing in life I hope you soon learn,
Is to love completely and be loved in return.
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The Preacher and the Music Director’s Wife
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The preacher was arrogant to the younger crowd,
But to those with deep pockets, he appeared less proud,
Damon’s sermons were powerful, he turned them up by degrees,
He was clearly annoyed by those who dared defy his decrees,
Feared and secretly hated by the rest of the church staff,
Except by Samantha, who would mock him and laugh,
She found reasons to tease him, to watch him turn red,
Yet she’d bake him cookies and bring him sweet bread,
I wasn’t sure but I thought she admired his position of power,
She was beautiful, smart, and already in full flower,
She was open to all who wanted to know about her family tiffs,
And frequently proclaimed she had all of the spiritual gifts,
Her husband, the music director, turned a blind eye,
Adam wanted to confront her, but didn’t dare try,
It was clear she was restless, and loved him no more,
She wanted to hurt him deeply by declaring a spiritual war,
Adam was persistent and continued to go out of his way,
To give her thoughtful presents and constantly say,
“I love you,” but she ignored him each and every time,
She hated his goodness and treated him like swine,
Adam was special and crowds showed to hear him sing,
His voice resonated, entertained, as he sang to his king,
Why Samantha did not feel the power, no one really knew,
The more the crowds loved him the more her hatred grew,
Samantha often said, “I want to go somewhere without you,”
Adam didn’t take her seriously because his love was true,
His rebuttal,“I can never leave here, I’m treated like a son,”
And in her heart Samantha knew, her time with him was done,
The preacher, on the other hand, was abusive to his wife,
Damon was heard to say, “A wife must obey all her life,”
Mary would murmur quietly, “I’m sorry, much harder I’ll try,”
Sometimes Mary would show up with bruises, black and blue,
She always covered for him, but I knew her words were untrue,
“It was my fault,” she might say, “I was not being loyal” or “I fell,”
It was my opinion that the preacher had a one way ticket to hell,
One day when Damon thought he was alone with his wife,
“You disagreed with me! That’s disloyal!” his voice cutting like a knife,
He berated her at length and ended the tirade with a slap,
“Now clean up this mess,” he snapped, as her nose bled onto her lap,
She noticed me in the shadows, “Shhhh. You’ll only make it worse,”
I couldn’t just accuse him. I needed more than chapter and verse,
Damon’s temper was legendary but church officials looked the other way,
As long as the church was growing Damon would have his say,
To Damon, all wives and daughters were part of a game,
It was rumored that they were afraid when he called them by name,
Except for Samantha who talked as if she cared about nothing,
She scared him with her reckless talk about acting and dancing,
Always in short skirts and low cut blouses, she sat in the front pew,
Damon often stammered and sputtered because of the view,
When some of the elderly women criticized her just a bit,
She said, “God gave it to me and the devil can’t make me hide it.”
It didn’t take long for Damon to succumb to her charms,
At night he dreamed of holding her tightly in his arms,
Tossing and turning, he was restless and could find no relief,
The next day he confronted her, “Your rebellion has caused me grief,
Did you not learn a lesson from Delilah and Jezebel?
If you don’t mend your ways, you’re going straight to hell,”
He hesitated, “You need to see me for counseling so we can talk,”
She laughed at him, “You’d like to have me behind a door that locks,”
“If you were in my house for a week,” he sputtered, “You’d learn,”
“You’ve got a little bad boy in you,” she said, “You’d have to earn,
Any chance you got with me, so talk to my husband, then we’ll see,”
What chance did he have to convince her husband to agree?
After one of his sermons he decided to talk to Adam, man to man,
“You’re neglecting your duty, she’s not under your command,
She runs your house, I don’t think you have much to say,
If she was under my roof, just for a week, I’d get her to obey,
We might be happier if we switched partners for awhile,
I’d tame your wife and she’d come back with a smile,”
Adam was shocked, he couldn’t believe what he had heard,
“I couldn’t do that,” he muttered, “it’s going against the Word,”
Samantha chuckled, “You are pathetic and can’t satisfy me,
I wouldn’t have to be near you, for one week I’d be free,”
Adam was infuriated, he didn’t like Samantha’s retort,
But he made a mistake when he turned to Mary for support,
Mary was still bruised from Damon’s last series of blows,
To be away from Damon she would have kissed the devil’s toes,
Mary said, “Your wife will learn to appreciate loving kindness in a man,
Now, she’s young and blind, she really doesn’t understand,”
That made sense to Adam. His wife had never given him respect,
He knew he loved her and would give her everything without neglect,
For that reason, he wavered, for a week he could let her go,
But in the back of his mind was a small voice saying, “No, No, NO!”
What choice did he have when all three stared him down?
But his heart refused to give in, he was honor bound,
“This is all wrong. Samantha will have to make her own choice,”
“And you, Damon, have been listening to the devil’s voice!”
Angrily Adam turned and left. He needed to find somewhere to pray,
Someplace where sunlight poured over him, where evil couldn’t stay,
Evil would stay away from exposure and find all the secret places,
It had already captured three of them, he could see it on their faces,
Adam knew he could not control, the choice Samantha would make,
But within his heart he felt at peace, he knew the path he’d take,
Damon wasn’t seen around the church. He claimed to be really ill,
But rumors flew from house to house about how his nights were filled,
His name was bandied about, giving the church ill-fame,
He was asked to go away, where none would hear his name,
Mary had fled that very day to escape her life of abuse,
Disappearing somewhere far off, safe as a nameless recluse,
Samantha left Adam for glittering lights, success always on the brink,
She’d call from time to time, usually when she had too much to drink,
She said she might return some day, if he would take her back,
She just needed a few more months, until she was on a winning track,
Adam endured the jibes and sneers, ignoring the months of lies,
Gradually pity was exchanged for respect, he was deemed saintly and wise,
But he never remarried, more lessons he chose not to learn,
He had kept a journal each day of his life, and now he wanted it to burn,
He had finally forgiven Samantha for all she had said and done,
It had taken years for his inner battle to be won,
Now that it was over, he wanted his stories to feed the flames,
But I couldn’t destroy his work, I just changed the names,
I’ve come to realize that learning lessons does not end,
But there’s no reason to repeat them again and again,
If there’s a moment when a story rings clear and true,
I’ll take it to heart and growth for me will ensue,
Adam’s story won’t be wasted if others do, too.
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New Year’s Resolutions (Part two)
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This year I’ll learn to trust and treat everyone as a friend,
A handshake and a well spoke word will mean truth again,
I won’t live a life gone by, stewing in my own pot,
Wallowing in self pity, at a time and place I’d rather not,
I’ll enjoy all the challenges that life always poses,
But never for a day or a minute, forget to smell the roses,
I’ll plan for the future and dream about what could be,
With my feet planted in the present to keep my sanity,
I’ll dance like nobody is looking, probably that’s best,
I may not win a dance contest, but I’ll show some zest,
Love with my whole heart, halfway will not do,
Holding part of myself back, is not fair to me or you,
I’ll treat everyone with respect, in each and every relation,
For without respect there will not be a solid foundation,
I’ll spotlight my strengths and focus on what I do well,
I want this year to be positive, on faults I will not dwell.
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Things Worth Living For
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Things Worth Living For
I hope somebody plants trees,
When I was young I loved the breeze
From high in the sky,
I think I could have taught Tarzan how to fly,
I hope there is grass, lots of grass,
I loved the feeling of grass beneath my feet,
And mud between my toes was a treat,
I loved the massages earth gave my feet,
I’m always trying to worry less and love more,
Trying to guess what’s in store,
I think I’ll just love until I can love no more,
The world is bigger than my dreams,
I want to go where I’ve never been,
See places I’ve never seen,
Someplace where it’s green and clean,
I want to see everything with fresh eyes,
Perhaps now and then with surprise,
Taking nothing for granted, not even my name,
For I know things change and never remain the same,
I want to show respect for others in all ways,
It may not lengthen my days,
But somebody may help me out of my maze,
And I can go back to loving more,
And that’s worth living for,
The freedom to climb trees, feel the breeze,
Feel the mud between my toes,
Going across the world,
And it won’t matter how it goes,
I want to respect others and love more,
And that’s worth living for.
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Telling Lies at Christmas
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Telling Lies at Christmastime
Mark asked, “What’s your name?”
My son looked at him with a sparkle in his eye,
This was going to be a fun game,
“George. If you ask me again,
I’ll tell you the same,”
My son was smiling and having some fun,
I couldn’t see how that would hurt anyone,
But Bill took exception and looked Richard in the eye,
“You’re going to hell for telling a lie,”
I was shocked at Bill’s words for they were so strong,
Did he really believe that teasing was so wrong?
Bill turned to Mark and quickly said,
“I think you’d better head on to bed,
It’s Christmas Eve, did you forget the date?
Santa won’t come if you’re up too late!”
“I’m sorry, dad, Mark whispered (because he truly believed).
Santa was still coming, Mark was so relieved,
Fantasy was one thing, and truth was another,
Bill’s perception of lies was between one and the other,
Despite Bill’s protests I left in a huff,
Friend or no friend, I’d heard enough,
On the way home I explained to my son,
“Our words should not be used to hurt someone,
Respecting others is one of our goals,
I don’t care if you believe in the North Pole,
A Christmas Fairy with a magic wand,
The Magic Kingdom or deer that can fly,
Is that all in fun or just telling lies,
Allowing others to dream and have some fun,
Why should we want to hurt anyone?
Santa is a fun story to tell to the young,
To see their eyes light up when stockings are hung,
When you were teasing I didn’t think there was harm,
Especially for Bill to shout an alarm,
I’ll be expecting Bill to apologize,
Unless he can prove that reindeer fly,
Otherwise he was the one telling a lie.”
Treasures Forever
Treasures Forever
Sharing words of appreciation for all that is done,
Shows me I’m respected,
Being open and honest when we talk,
Lets me trust you more,
Reciprocating by doing something good,
Demonstrates love,
Not using critical or condemning words,
Shows self control,
Giving quality time shows you care,
And builds bridges of love,
Forgiving my failures from yesterday,
Lets me love and move on,
Asking questions with a genuine desire to understand,
Shows that you listened,
Forgiving me as a commitment you made,
Shows that you accept me as I am,
Exchanging kind words between us,
Draws us closer together,
Telling me you love me, reassuring me,
Shows your sensitivity,
Believing that relationships hold life’s deepest meaning,
Makes me value you more,
Making requests and not demands,
Allows me to respond gracefully,
Showing mercy when an offense is done,
Shows a mature heart,
Turning away wrath with a soft voice,
Promotes togetherness,
Cherishing intimacy in talk and action,
Brings a closeness we both want,
Making important decisions together,
Helps build respect,
Merging our lives as we become one,
Reminds us that our relationship,
Is not a project to be completed,
But a work in progress,
Treating our dreams as a gate to the future,
Helps us stay in love,
Understanding that each of us is human,
Keeps us from falling from a pedestal,
Looking for the good in each other,
Lets us find treasures forever.
